Secret Sex Story Novels & Stories

"That's very jaw-dropping..." "As it should be! When he does finally make it home, it's like a whirlwind swooping in. He darts off to the bedroom, his study, or his personal office room. I've heard that even amid this whirlwind, he's always expanding his horizons, always learning. That's why he's got this jaw-dropping personal library tucked away in his study. And guess what? Rumor has it there's a secret room, slyly concealed behind one of the bookshelves. Can you imagine that? A secret door, hiding right in plain sight, surrounded by all those books..." .

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

Deagan sighed out loud when he laid his head on Aria’s pillow, it smelt uncanny like her making Deagan smile slightly, he may not have been right next to her, but being in her personal space made him feel a little closer to her. Despite how tired he was, his mind wouldn’t let him sleep; he went over the past day and a half in his mind, taking in how his life went from zero to a hundred with just a few words in a book. He still couldn’t wrap his head around how she managed to get away with such a big secret, but at the same time, it seemed easy, all you needed was people to believe you when you told the first big lie. After all, he had gotten away with the same thing for so many years. Degan

She put to bed a happy baby boy, who looked more chubbier than his elder sister did and he ended up buying the heart of everyone as well. Their lives were blessed as they lived in the most happiest moments of their lives forever. Their love started with a SECRET at first but it was a beautiful COUNTRY ROMANCE. THE END.

Thank god. When I glanced back at the laptop again, I noticed that I could see the edge of a folder window behind the document. Clicking on it, I found myself staring at a large number of files. The folder was called "UNPUBLISHED WORKS". Quietly scrolling through the various files, I decided to pick another document randomly and see what it was like. Sure enough, it was another erotica story. After just a few paragraphs, I deduced that it was a story about a new intern being hired in at a company, and the owner's son entering into a "forbidden" fling with her. Unable to resist, I quickly scrolled through the pages, looking for another sex scene.

which dealt with a female office executive, who was also blackmailed into submission by her secretary and was forced into performing various sexually degrading, painful, and humiliating acts. As he read through the second story, Elias couldn't help but begin to masturbate as he imagined Selena doing the same thing as she read through the story. After having an explosive orgasm into one of his discarded sweat socks, Elias saw that Selena had moved on and was now Googling sites which had free sex pictures for viewing.

Sometimes I lose count, my body shakes, and my voice goes hoarse from moaning. He asked me to tell him about the times in college. He bet it was in some frat house. I said yes, frat house, but also cheap motels. In between him fucking me, he wanted the facts, and I told him. It turned us both on. Every detail I gave him made him harder, made him fuck me deeper, like he was claiming that younger version of me too. ‘Yes, Poppy, tell him. You have a lot of secrets… tell him this one, how slutty of a woman you are.’ My mind screamed to tell him.

He had my complete attention, teasing me when he told me, “Perhaps you could help me write a story about the sexual relationship I want to have with you?” Initially I didn’t believe him, though later that night when I looked up the websites he gave me he was telling the truth. For me his business books were a little dull. Conversely his p**n stories were very exciting and covered many sexual themes I was unfamiliar with. We quickly became lovers, Cecil introducing me to a whole new diverse range of sexual pleasures, though after a while I sensed his interest in me was waning. “Have you read any of my stories involving Sarah?, Cecil asked me one day.